I received this post from our Coachella correspondant Jason at 4am last night. He was obviously wasted while writing this so I’m not even going to try to proof read it. -cale
Day one should have started at M. Ward. For all intents and purposes the festival started at 5:20pm on Friday with the Black Keys. I had my doubts about starting with a band that has dissapointed me before, but the first lesson I learn this year is that every band deserves a second chance. I saw the Keys several months ago at the 9:30. The sound was just too big for that small space, but the vast festival grounds provided ample room for Dan Aurbach’s riffs to carry off into the distance. The best show of the day in my book. Here are a few other lessons learned and reminded from day one.
Don’t depend on scalpers – Because they are shady or never seem to be in the right place when you need a ticket. I don’t know what the promoters worked out with the scalping people, but there was nothing being sold in the parking lots. And then my friend got sold 2 fakes.
Bring enough beer for the walk – It’s far and it’s hot from the car to the front gates.
Don’t boil your sunscreen bottle for more than 2 minutes – Filling sunscreen bottles with your alcohol is a great way to sneak in some booze. When you are sterilizing all the sunscreen out of the bottle, boiling it for too long with not only ruin the bottle, but will release a noxious gas into the house.
By the Fresher’s brand slushie lemonade, not the Minute Maid – it mixes much better with your sunscreen bottle of alcohol.
When life gives robes, throw a robe party.
When Paul McCarty busts out the solo to “Back in the USSR,” you know its time to go home – your night at the festival grounds is officially when you have resorted to nostalgia. Pay your respects to the Beatle, but don’t feel obliged to stay for the whole set.
Ghosts are spooky, but they don’t bite – Ghostland Observatory is one freaky amazing show.
No party is complete without Royalty – Thank you for your presence Lady Fairchild.
Nothing brings a group together more than something to collectively hate – Nothing popped up on day one, but day two some ass holes pretended to be the cops when banging on the front door and then proceeded to be the biggest buzz killers of the weekend. Day three was a bottle of Boone’s Farm wine.
pretty big fan of the passed out photo
April 20, 2009 at 2:24 pmI liked how the right side of the watermarks were still cut off even when they were placed on the left side of the photos.
April 20, 2009 at 2:26 pmI need more information about smuggling booze in sunscreen bottles.
April 20, 2009 at 2:30 pmYeah, that part was pretty crucial.
Can Day 2 post be ONLY of photos of passed out kids surrounded by sunscreen bottles?
Because I think I would REALLY, REALLY like that.
In that last photo – the guy looked like he has a BYT t-shirt on.
April 20, 2009 at 5:05 pmI think the major reason the watermarks seem out of place is because there was the use of the Papyrus font.
Love the passed-out-swaddled-in-her-own-summer-pashmina-girl though.
April 21, 2009 at 11:04 amnicely done rubes! way to encapsulate our weekend succintly.
April 21, 2009 at 5:29 pm
the watermarks on these photos are placed retardedly. it kind of lends an overall air of retardedness to the post, as if it wasn’t already retarded enough to post words that haven’t been proof-read.
just saying.
April 20, 2009 at 2:21 pm